Short Tapping Poems
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Rain
Tapping on my window
Flowing and dancing outside
Inviting me to play
With the sweet smell so pure
I'm in love
curious little humans
attacking flies in mid air
tapping the air with tiny paws
sitting on windowsills
watching birds
Trickle trickle ting
I hear it tapping the pane
Whisper water RAIN
I listen it sings my name
Stellar voice Angel waters
Is tapping in to that youthful energy
Instead of pretending you still have it.
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Experience is worth a whole lot.
hail
falling
sky crystals
tapping pelting
rat-a-tat-tatting
sidewalk prancers
confetti
while rain
hail
All is quiet
The room is still
I hear this tapping on my window sill
I look out and there you are
My dashing knight
On your white horse
Form:
Resounding
Echoing pecking
Rapidly rapping tapping.
Woodpecker music.
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
March 13, 2010
Poetic form: Haiku
Raindrops tapping dancing on a tin roof
is so relaxing and music to my ears
Raindrops are like tiny little tears
falling down from the sky
Drops falling.
The tears of gods
Forgotten or forsaken
Tapping at windows
Begging for repentance
Those
Cruelly recalcitrant
To their design.
Tippity tappity tip
tap tip
Tapping the toes
with a flip of the
hip
Pause for some water
– take a big sip
Then pump up the
volume and really
let rip
the honeycomb
inside the void
rattles ripe
melon primed
until annoyed
from buzzings
within bone
overjoyed
with that throb
of aching woe
most avoid.
A trickle of light tapping at my window
clearing the path for the sun to shine thru
subtle awareness is drawn to my eyes
of the awakening of a morning gleam.
leaves rain above a deep kiss
cosmic ambience kinesis
striking autumn passion bath
on dust gravel, shadow path
tapping sounds; unwilling pause
8/11/2021
ghosts of yesterday
promenade across my screen,
tapping in the dark...
Fred twirls Ginger once again
where the music has no end
In a Poe abode was a butler named Gore.
His assignment was to tend the door.
But he made one error,
His breath was a terror.
Causing callers to exclaim "Nevermore!"
Republican Repudiation
Senator Larry Craig
Denied being a ***.
Caught foot-tapping at the airport Minneapolis-St. Paul
By a cop who happened to be in the next stall.
Rain taps, rain taps tapping on my window
Sounding like a voice singing softly
A mermaid's song of
Enchantments and callings
Luring me to the window
Craving to hear more
Thy face shall be printed on book
Where thou shall face at least one rook
Tapping its spit in black stamped ink
On pages of some fabled fink
All for some mild error ‘he’ took
I called out to a noisy woodpecker
You're surely my number one house-wrecker
Come down from that tree
And please visit me
Stop tapping ~ I'll teach you to play checkers
the music set
my fingers tapping
tap
tap
tapping
my mind runs thoughts
faster then my fingers can tap
and soon i lose the rhythm
from which the music set
Piano softly played
Strokes the pain away
Tapping of the drum
Makes my heart young
Into the world of fantasy
Lay the inner dreams
Of my young heart
Play that song for me
You make no scence,
Mumbling to yourself.
I love you,
but
That is so hard to say.
Your tapping,
Singing the same lines,
Over,
and
over again.
Anoying the living hell,
Out of me!
years old microphones
grown kids ~twenty years~ bereaved
tapping tacit tears
beat hours beat ~TAPS~ trumpet tase
seared seats for the fallen’s kin
9/11/2021
Feet on the keyboard
Tapping out a happy tune
Life is our rhythm.
(January 13, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin)
(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved
oak tree breast it pecks
tapping resonant through air ~
spider spins its web
3/2/2022
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